the soundtrack of my life in madrid

these guys are friends of my flat mate, i went to a concert of theirs last year, and a month or so ago i got to go to their house to hear them just have a jam (haha, sounds funny talking about a jam session of accordian and violin, but thats what it was), which is in the old part of Caceres, a beautiful city in Extremadura, (western spain next to portugal), with a view of the old city walls and churches from the window, all very enchanting. anyways, last night they came to madrid to release their new album and i got to go along, and i can't tell you how much i loved it, the music just brings out so many emotions, and you really do feel like you're in a movie. anyways, it's not everyone's cup of tea i'm sure but i really wanted to share them with you, i strongly recommend the album if anyone is interested. 10 euros. absolute steal. the concert was in a retro style jazz bar, brought out my artistic side haha, yup. aparently there is one...

what can i say...i'm a sucker for lamp shades...

trying to be artistic...

the amazing musicians javier and pedro

4am post concert shot

resurfacing

i'm guna start doing this again...maybe to keep up with all my amazing and creative friends who are blogging their amazingness like crazy...maybe to keep some account of my life at the moment, whichever. getting back into it. sitting here on a saturday afternoon, pondering what to do with myself once i leave spain and force myself to get a life. starting to feel the effects of not being home (with the exception of a whirlwind 10 days for my bro's wedding) in over 9 months, and while i'm really happy to be staying here for the summer, because i'll probably never have the opportunity to do this again, am struggling a bit lately. i need my family. or more of my family in my life anyway. we'll skype today or tomorrow i am sure. haha. anyways, before coming online today i was having a small identity crisis about what to do with my life and trying to think of some kind of skill i have that would allow me to find a somewhat fulfilling job in my life and what was i thinking staying here for the summer without any secure source of income, and sitting here typing this out, i had a thought, and i think i'm guna stick with it. maybe i need this summer, i need this insecurity of not having a proper job and relying on myself in a country where i can't even 'legally' get a job so that when i get home, i will know that i can survive. i don't know when i developed such a fear of the real world, or where i got the idea that i wouldn't make it in this life, but maybe i need these next few months to know that the world isn't going to eat me alive, that i can make it on my own, and that i do (or will somehow find!) have the resources and skills to keep myself going when nothing is for certain... thats what i'm guna stick with for the moment anyway.